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A storm had wrapped Los Angeles, California, in a cloak of dark, relentless rain. The city, usually a glittering tapestry of elegant skyscrapers, was plunged into shadow, illuminated only by flashes of lightning and shaken by the rumble of thunder. Inside one of the most luxurious hotels, hosting dozens of Country Humans for the upcoming UN summit, Russia stood alone in his spacious suite. Each thunderclap made him flinch; sleep had eluded him for hours. Frustration coiled tight in his chest—tomorrow, the meetings at the UN headquarters would begin. Suddenly, a louder, more violent crack of thunder echoed through the building. A moment later, a soft knock sounded at his door. "Hey… Are you asleep?" The voice was unmistakable—clear, deep, and gentle, carrying from the other side. It…